Late to the party on this one, at least as far as posting goes. If you like death metal and aren't a slamz loving neckbeard, this album will have you banging your head. I mean, look at that album art. Look at that logo. It speaks for itself.
Torche is one of those bands that I warmed to very, very slowly. While I really like Floor and I love the riffage that Torche brings to the table, for some reason I never really enjoyed them all that much. Until I heard this one. I can't really explain it, but if you enjoy the genre and have written them off maybe you should give this one as listen as well. It truly has the Baizley touch as it were, the mere presence of his artwork seeming to elevate most albums he gets involved with.
Note: For some reason the first song really annoys the shit out of me, so I recommend skipping it. Warship sucks and if you like it you suck. I've considered deleting it all together but my iTunes OCD would keep me up at night if I did.
It's been too nice lately to post anything too nasty, so here's some fuzzy riffs from Austin, TX's The Black Angels. A vintage sound that doesn't come across as bullshit mimicry or poorly executed worship. Their sound is deep, complex, interesting, and most importantly fuzzed the fuck out. Woo wee.
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